Okay. I'm writing this fanfic because I looked on this fiction website and was like, omg- no AllieXJackal fics?! Lol.

And the characters are going to be ooc/occ (whichever you prefer, I personally have no idea what occ stands for, but...) and I'm writing in my own style, I may read the books again as I continue this fic, if you read it please R&R as that's always helpful, even if you just want to criticise I'm okay with it as long as you don't just blabber on about how wrong it is.

This is AU, obviously, so Allie has the same mission (to find Zeke) but everything happens differently. And I'm not going with the canon shippings- obviously.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything except the plot.

Allie woke with a start, the haunting tendrils of her nightmare teasing the edges of her consciousness before drifting away again. "Jackal?" She sat up warily, "Jackal, where are you?" Her already disordered thoughts twisted into turmoil as she wondered where the maniac vampire had gone. Pushing herself to her feet, Allie grabbed her sword before strapping it to her back in its new shoulder-sheath.

Wanting to call out again for her companion, Allie knew that she could not- if he was taken by other vampires it could bring their wrath upon her. On the other hand, if he had left her she needed to know why. This thought seemed unlikely, Jackal preferred having his enemies close where he could keep an eye on them, but there was no telling what the maniac vampire might do.

Following Jackal's scent trail proved difficult. He was obviously hiding it from someone. The question remained, though- who? From her, or from someone else? He went through the trees and either side of the road but never onto it- signifying that he was stalking something or one. Maybe the devil had smelt a human? Thst thought was rejected wuickly as well, Jackal would not bother wasting his energey on following a lone human, he woukd just kill them. Swallowing the salivia that had risen in her throat in nervousness, Allie silently sheathed her sword and stepped cautiously out of the sheltering safety or the woods and onto the rutted tarmac. Glancing around warily, checking for rabids, Allie inhaled deeply. Ginger. The scent overlying the road was fresh, and unnatural for this part of the wilderness; Jackal had been tracking someone, so why hadn't he woken her? The scent stirred her senses, trying to call a memory from her brain, and she stood straight, but rexlaxed with an easy confidence of a predator, her katana loose and in easy reach she needed it.

Allie stood there for a while, the clatter that revived her from her nostalgic state was a rabid that had been caught in a line containing pots and pans. It was obviously starving, but Allie felt no pity for it. The rabids' withered lips pulled back and it tried to howl before its head rolled to a stop, a gagging sound and spurting blood the morbid sighn of her passing.

"Where the hell are you, Jackal?" Allie muttered as the wiped the blood of the gleaming blade and put it away again, careful to not make much noise and alert the other rabids to her position. Moving back into the woods, Allie started jogging along Jackal's trail as it became easier to smell. On the lookout whilst tracking was not easy for the teenager, but Allie could not help but be worried for her companion.

The moon had started to sink again when Allie reached the end of her brothers trail. Jackal had obviously been out most of the night, though he could have run all the way and have kept a steady pace without doubling back. But why did he not return? Shaking the brooding thoughts put of her head, Allie slid her eyes from one side of the clearing to the other, scanning it. The crumbling building In the middle was where her brother was, and Allie needed to get there. Freeing her blade again, Allie made sure that it wouldn't reflect the sun and show her position, then ran towards the collapsing structure as she smelt the tang of vampiric blood.

Clambering over the destruction and ruins of the inside of the house, Allie realised the it seemed smaller on the outside than the inside. Her eyes started drooping, and she realised that if she didn't find Jackal soon they would both get roasted or have to sleep. Neither seemed a good prospect when concerning the anonymous kidnapper who had used her companions greed and curiosity to their advantage.

"Jackal?" She whispered harshly, hoping.

A faint moan answered her plead, and, sticking her head round the corner to another hallway, Allie saw him, bloody, broken and confused.

Yes, abrupt ending, if it's too terrible I'll change it later, but it's late and so now I need to finish- bye! =)

Update: I just needed to reread this and make sure everything made sense and edit. Another chapter will be uploaded soon, I swear an oath. Remember to R&R!